Welcome to the newest feature here at Never Done It That Way Before: Learning Opportunities! My seminary internship supervisor, a phenomenal pastor, teacher, and person, was very fond of this phrase. “I have a learning opportunity for you,” he would say, often offering me a task he did not wish to do himself. It doesn’t matter whose idea they are: learning opportunities are everywhere. Let’s share some of ours!
The doctor’s instructions were clear: if you start to feel or see something starting to poke its way out of your foot, come back to the doctor’s office and let her remove it.
I suspect that this is a good general rule, but in this case it specifically referred to the glass shard that had been plaguing me for the past two weeks. I could write an epic poem about this experience, but since I’m pretty sure we all have better things to do than read or write such a thing, I will skip to the exciting conclusion.
After two doctor visits, two weeks of antibiotics, and an absurd amount of time spent walking on the ball of my foot, I saw it! A little something on the bottom of my foot, glinting tantalizingly near the surface.
I knew what I had to do, but I did not want to do it. So, I consulted my in-home caregiver (Pro Tip: Mike, of course). Our conversation went something like this:
Me: Is that really something in my foot there?
Mike: Yes. I can see it.
Me: So, do I really have to go to the doctor?
Mike: Yes. You do.
Me: But . . . this is going to be, like, a $300 glass shard by the time we’re finished.
Mike: It only gets more expensive the longer you wait.
Faced with this totally annoying use of logic, I kept my doctor’s appointment.
I felt a chill of fear run through me as I was led to the ominously named Procedures Room (Actual Pro Tip: “It’s where we do the procedures”).
I tried not to whimper as I watched the nurse set out a terrifying array of scissors, tweezers, and scalpels alongside an alarmingly large pile of gauze.
I fought down a wave of nausea as I allowed the doctor to place first a towel, then a huge disposable pad underneath my poor little foot. Sweet mother of pearl, what did she expect to come out of that thing?
This is why I did not want to go to the doctor.
But, guess what? All that came out was an amazingly tiny piece of glass! And thanks to the magic of numbing solution, all I felt was the tiniest bit of discomfort! My doctor did not even need most of the terrifying implements, or any of the alarming pile o’ gauze.
I immediately felt much better. And not just because I no longer had a hurty foot (Pro Tip: technical term), but because I had checked an unpleasant task off my list. I could stop thinking, worrying, and fretting about it. It was, as the three-year-olds say, All Done.
So if there’s something that you’ve been dreading–making (or keeping) that dentist appointment, setting up a payment plan for that dental bill, returning that angry phone call–do it today. It probably won’t be as terrible as you imagine, and even if it is, at least it won’t be hanging over your head anymore.
And that’s not nothing, is it?
What have you been avoiding?